"A gentleman's words are as good as hell. In half an hour, as long as I have a breath, you can let her go."

Seeing that the two were about to reach an agreement, Ye Yifan was extremely anxious, and his white and tender little hands grabbed the man's arm and begged him:

"Brother Ye, please don't bet, he will kill you."

"Bring her here!" Zhou Zimo's chest was about to explode with bloodthirsty in his eyes.

She was so afraid that he would kill the wild man!

"No, get out of here!"

"Fourth concubine, this is a matter between men. Just stand by and watch the battle, as it will affect their swing here."

Seeing that she was stubborn, Zhou Zimo said cruelly: "Believe it or not, I'll shoot him in the head now."

Ye Yifan's back was stiff. He knew that he could do it. He hesitated for a long time and had to walk to him step by step, stand outside, and look inside the cave.

Ye Hancheng also looked at her, with too much reluctance and attachment in his eyes, and tears faintly shining, like a glance of ten thousand years.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful iron arms directly circled the woman's slender waist. The force was so strong that Ye Yifan suspected that his waist had been broken.

The man lowered his head and bit her mouth hard, ravaging her wantonly.

It was not until her lips were deformed and the pain was numb.

The air in Ye Yifan's lungs was squeezed dry, and he felt dizzy and tears appeared in his dark eyes.

"Beast! Let her go!"

Ye Hancheng's eyes were scarlet and his fists were clenched, like an angry lion. He had just stepped out of the cave but was stopped by someone pointing a gun at his head.

When he was let go, Ye Yifan fell to the ground in a mess because he couldn't stand steadily. Zhou Zimo squatted down, pinched her chin, and looked at her swollen lips with blood, feeling a sense of revenge.

"Am I too kind to you, and I dare to go against other men in front of me!"

Ye Yifan sat on the snow, staring straight at the man's paranoid and dark gaze, and his body shivered.

If it were before, she would have been unable to control her slap him, but now...

The more she understood, the more she was afraid of him. He softened her pride little by little and pulled out the sharp thorns on her body little by little.

"If you dare to kill him, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

"If I don't kill him, you won't hate me?"

Zhou Zimo directly lifted her collar and pulled her up, and said coldly: "What do you think you are? Do you think you can threaten me by saying this?"

"I'm going to kill him today!"

"Zhou Zimo!" Ye Yifan was like an angry heifer, trying to steal his pistol, and his face turned pale: "I want to die with you!"

"What do you want to die with me? You'll just go to bed and say this."

The woman's rage was like a joke to him. She easily subdued her with one hand, took off her scarf and tied her to a tree.

“Um…”

Ye Yifan was tied to the tree with his mouth blocked and struggled hard. He watched Zhou Zimo shoot at Ye Hancheng several times, and his forehead was so anxious that he sweated.

Ye Hancheng bent over and the bullet flew over his head and shot onto the stone, almost dodging and dodging.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhou Zimo's cold face. It seemed that he had indeed put in a lot of effort during this period, thinking that he could beat him like this?

Oh, naive!

His eyes slashed and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Chapter completed!